Sunday Photo Fiction – July 15, 2018 – Some photographs and memories

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Photo Credit: Susan Spaulding

A simple pattern of success
Spread on my wall all of these
Climb to the edge even with stress
Some photographs and memories

The path with stones and gravel
On the way there some tight squeeze
Low and humble but cheerful
Some photographs and memories

Trim the grass, spray some water
Good for the plants and all the trees
Tie some knots, the world is closer
Some photographs and memories*

(c) ladyleemanila 2018

* Kyrielle

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For: Sunday Photo Fiction – July 15, 2018Wordle 360 Jul 14 by bwarren

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Music Challenge #31: “Killing Me Softly” – The Fugees #amwriting #musicchallenge #MLMM

T’was a masterful illusion
Great finesse of a charmer, hun
A charlatan who sells nostrums
And with all the catalogue of lies, such craftsman

Dreams were shattered, you as lover
Central to it was money err
I could have empathise with you
You have got to do it and left me here after

My cri de coeur, don’t leave me here
Brevity of love you smeared
I have to get up and move on
Coping up and learning the lesson, that is clear

(c) ladyleemanila 2018

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For: Music Challenge #31: “Killing Me Softly” – The Fugees #amwriting #musicchallenge #MLMM, Wordle #203

Sunday Photo Fiction – July 1, 2018 – A place which I call my home

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Photo Credit : C.E. Ayr

This is a place which I call my home
Where I ever learn my lessons
Some ideas flitted through my mind
In the spirit of God and Rome

Sometimes this looks like a honeycomb
A cycle of confusions
The essence of all drama combined
Translated peace, the word shalom

The music is like a palindrome
Things I do seasons to seasons
A place where I could just rewind
In spiral pattern as I roam

This is a place which I call my home
Where I ever learn my lessons
Some ideas flitted through my mind
In the spirit of God and Rome*

(c) ladyleemanila 2018

* La’Tuin

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For: Sunday Photo Fiction – July 1, 2018Wordle 358 Jun 30 by bwarren

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Peaks ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #145

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I’m on my wanderjahr from peak to peak
And by the creek I saw an octopus
Breathless but must chase it until I shriek
Marooned on this bleak day and chilliness

Fresh air with my sleeping bag
Not to brag, I’m not a wastrel
Pennyworth cable can’t afford
When I’m bored, I just walk

I put my fists in my pockets
As I fidget I walk and gawk
In Bangkok life is never dull
When I’m able I stalk

I do not want my wanderjahr to cease
I get the peace and quiet on the peaks
And as the weeks go ideas release
Such expertise as well as some critiques

Creatures of the wild playing hide and seek
And such mystique and all the pricelessness
I feel the wholeness of this so unique
In Mozambique for Christmas such braveness*

(c) ladyleemanila 2018

* LaJemme

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For: Peaks ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #145, Wordle #202

Sunday Photo Fiction – Somewhere safe, no rattling blare

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Photo Credit: Susan Spaulding

A place to eat in the middle of nowhere
Some sort of a limbo for us all
Somewhere safe, no rattling blare

I gasp for all the wear and tear
A couple of images around the stall
A place to eat in the middle of nowhere

I rang a bell so they’ll be aware
A man folding some chairs, he’s tall
Somewhere safe, no rattling blare

A blade of grass bowing like prayer
A girl picking up shells, she’s small
A place to eat in the middle of nowhere

A small gravel pit in the square
Hope that little boy doesn’t fall
Somewhere safe, no rattling blare

I ordered some food as I sat on the chair
He came with a smile, the man who’s tall
A place to eat in the middle of nowhere
Somewhere safe, no rattling blare*

(c) ladyleemanila 2018

* Villanelle

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For: Sunday Photo Fiction – June 23, 2018Wordle 357 Jun 23 by bwarren

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Photo Challenge #219 and Wordle #201 – In this thewless world she is in

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– Enzzo Barrena

In this thewless world she is in
Moving in a deasil fashion
Might be drab and all the fun shun

Pressurize to take things on chin
No counterweight to balance life
Like being struck with a knife

Envy and corresponding sin
Revolving on this finite world
Problems and stones being hurled

Hard to qualify for a win
Full of challenge and hindrances
With grievances and stresses

With embarrassment and chagrin
She carried on despite hardship
Her dignity being stripped*

(c) ladyleemanila 2018

* Constanza

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Credit: Candice of MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie

For: Photo Challenge #219, Wordle #201 #amwriting #MLMM #Wordleo

Sunday Writing Prompt – Teachers

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Teacher Tableau

Once I had a crush
Couldn’t call or tell
I must be fifteen
Our sports teacher
Fiddle thee no harm
Alone I just dream

In dreams, he’s honey
Swoon when he pass by
Tall like a tower
Such a treat I thought
Never late in sports
Always out of breath

And then I grew up
I met other guys
Went to dance and fun
He wasn’t that swell
I’m sure he’s married
My teacher, my crush*

(c) ladyleemanila 2018

* Tableau

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For: Sunday Writing Prompt – TeachersWordle 356 Jun 16 by bwarren